Demons would die; mortals would die; all living beings died in countless numbers—
One could even say that they lived only to await death.
Those mortals who believed they had attained "immortality" had not truly gained eternal life. Before they possessed reality, their immortality was merely a somewhat longer lifespan, nowhere near escape from death.
For even the matter composing them would perish. All things would be destroyed.
But Haotian should not die.
That was wrong. The soul of the world could not die; not even one of its components could.
The entire complete, eternal universe.
Every star and planet in the sky, every atom and molecule, the distances between them, the forces, the interactions.
All worlds, all spacetime, all land, seas, skies, and the life within them...
All days of the past, all days of the present, all days of the future—
The ability to see every thought and every emotion, every regret and every hope.
A stone, a candle, a higher life-form, a village, even a galaxy, and one Observable Universe after another—nothing was absent. Every grain of dust, every thing in its true place, was here.
If Haotian died, what would become of all this?
The soul of this real universe would pass away.
It seemed Grand Duke Jupiter had sensed what Li Qi was thinking at that moment.
Grand Duke Jupiter suddenly began an "expounding of the Dao."
He demonstrated what this world would become after a brand-new "Haotian" was born.
Within Grand Duke Jupiter's demonstration, a "gentle" Haotian vanished.
Replacing it was a powerful will compounded from the contradiction between leaping vitality and extreme tranquility. Its subjectivity was so intense that it possessed not the slightest trace of "gentleness."
Before this, every stone, ocean, tree, breath of air, and sun had spoken different words.
But